Charlotte York's 10 Most Memorable Sex and the City Boyfriends, Ranked in Velvet Headbands

Fuse together the main characters from Sex and the City, and you have one complete Frankenwoman: Carrie, the soul, Miranda, the brains. Samantha, the Ill give you one guess. And then theres the girl who arguably changed the most over the course of the series  from a prudish Connecticut Kappa Kappa Gamma in search of a fairytale to a liberated divorcee in an interfaith marriage. We last examined Carries men. This week, we take a look back at the likes, loves, and large Hasidic f*ckbuddies of Charlotte York-Goldenblatt, the Jonathan Adler-upholstered heart of The Wire. I mean, Sex and The City.

Martin Healey

Martin Healey

One of the more adorable men in Charlottes cabal, hes the best man at Charlottes friend Madeleines wedding. The two micro-date over the course of the four hour nuptials, which culminates in a romp in the newlyweds bed. All is going well until Martins dad plays grab-ass with Charlotte on the dance floor. My father wouldnt just [do that] because some girl is wearing a slutty dress! spits Martin. His loss. (Also: Slutty for 1999? Not even slightly comparable to slutty for 2013.)

Verdict: Zero velvet headbands, for slut-shaming before it was even a thing.

Blow Job Dude

Blow Job Dude

Charlotte and Blow Job Dude were on the verge of marriage until, after numerous head-pushing-down makeout sessions, she divulged that she didn't really like to give blow jobs. Blow Job Dude was not cool with this. I'm on his side – I would rather show up at a job interview dressed like a Harajuku girl than marry a guy who says he'll never go down on me.